Paganini had extraordinary talent but lacked an audience receptive to his heavenly music. A man who turned out to be the devil offered him a deal: everlasting fame and filled concert halls, everything his heart desired, in exchange for his soul in the hereafter.
It's been long since I didn't see a movie that gorgeous, the screenplay, the storytelling, the acting are to die for. The music is just exquisite, which by the way was arranged in part by the gorgeously looking David Garrett (who looks like a young Ricky Martin) in the leading role as Paganini.
The two movies that vaguely convey the same spirit of music perfection are Nannerl (la soeur de Mozart), and Quartet.
The story transmit enough emotion to make us feel bad for the doomed genius whose talent has gone to waste in the prime of his life, and to make us empathize with a blooming love thwarted by evil intent.
I cannot recommend this movie enough. If you love classical music, as do I, you shouldn't miss The Devil's Violinist.